Well what can I say, what a weekend, head's a bit iffy today
After Ross relied a bit too much on sat nav and we drove through the burren with only grass in the middle of the road to lead the way, we finally arrived in Lahinch. The B&B was erm, special. The Virgin Mary greeted us on the way in. 'Nuff said.
Had a HOOOOUGE dinner in danny macs (just as well says you) and off to some pub were all of us old fogies complained about how drunk/young/inadequately dressed all the 16yo's were...
All roads led to my room after, where the ipod went on and a 6 pack of corona went a long way. We were promptly evicted to the tv room by the owner... more fun ensued where at 4am we called it a night and I scored a Russian girl who shared my bed with me - high tech, secret hair dryer camera footage available from Tom
Drive home was a bit mental, I looked as Tom aquaplaned and I chuckled quietly safe in the knowledge that my f1's were doing their job. Ah, only kidding.
May I say Tom, you have a HUGE... aerial. Seriously like.
Yes, I have an irrational fear of piers.
Thanks to all that came, Tom for the organisation, and Berno, the legend, who came down even though his cow of a manager had him work the weekend so she could be there instead
Frolics here:
http://www.bebo.com/PhotoAlbum.jsp?Phot ... 0840791042Here's a few:
Some man love:
Ohhh, a bit tipsy here!
Don't quite know what's going on here: